The sewers? Not a chance

Anna looked at the manhole cover for a moment, before dismissing the idea entirely "I'm not going to wade through there, who knows what I'll catch" she says to herself, rolling her eyes as she carries on, stopping behind a hedgerow, confident that she was out of sight, it was still early, most people would be in work, or school.

She took a few deep breaths, before running out into the empty street, mud flinging off of her as she ran, leaving muddy footprints behind as she sprinted towards her house, hoping that nobody was outside.